Monday, November 13, 2006

Drip

My favorite music isn’t made by humans. There’s no sweeter sound than rain. I love listening to its arrhythmic patter from inside a car at night. It’s a reassuring sound, even as it evokes old memories and life's unanswered questions.

XO- Speaking of thunderstoms, when I lived in western Kansas I used to marvel at watching a T-Storm advance up the prairie. Because of the horizontal nature of the landscape, you could see these monster anvil clouds coming from hundreds of miles away. Very impressive.

emaw - I experienced the same sort of awe on a trip to Wyoming. I was far enough away, and high enough (in relation to sea level, not "pinkfloydhigh"), that I could see the entire thunderstorm super cell. Top to bottom, side to side, surrounded by sunny, uneffected areas.

Incredible.

And way cooler than your story because I was in Wyoming instead of western Kansas.